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***..from a snack bar that served snails and fish***

From THE LIFE OF BRIAN
BRIAN: Larks’ tongues. Wrens’ livers. Chaffinch brains. Jaguars’ earlobes. Wolf nipple chips. Get ‘em while they’re hot. They’re lovely. Dromedary pretzels, only half a denar. Tuscany fried bats.

BRIAN: Larks’ tongues. Otters’ noses. Ocelot spleens.

REG: Got any nuts?

BRIAN: I haven’t got any nuts. Sorry. I’ve got wrens’ livers, badgers’ spleens—

REG: No, no, no.

BRIAN: Otters’ noses?

REG: I don’t want any of that Roman rubbish.

JUDITH: Why don’t you sell proper food?

BRIAN: Proper food?

REG: Yeah, not those rich imperialist tit-bits.

BRIAN: Well, don’t blame me. I didn’t ask to sell this stuff.

REG: All right. Bag of otters’ noses, then.

FRANCIS: Make it two.

4 posted on 11/14/2021 4:52:17 PM PST by Ruy Dias de Bivar (ONE MORE DAY in FB jail! Then I will be out and on the prod again!)

To: Ruy Dias de Bivar

Weird coincidence, I was just starting a snack of ocelot spleens when I read your post! :^)

7 posted on 11/14/2021 4:57:35 PM PST by SunkenCiv (Imagine an imaginary menagerie manager imagining managing an imaginary menagerie.)

To: Ruy Dias de Bivar

Larks’ tongues...are they in aspic, perchance?

16 posted on 11/14/2021 6:19:16 PM PST by M1903A1 ("We shed all that is good and virtuous for that which is shoddy and sleazy...and call it progress" )

To: Ruy Dias de Bivar

Larks’ tongues?
Larks’ tongues, you say?

In aspic?...........................

27 posted on 11/15/2021 5:11:49 AM PST by Red Badger (Homeless veterans camp in the streets while illegal aliens are put up in hotels.....................)

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